Friday, 8 September 2017

Autumn Weft







Late in August warm air sunk to the ground, cooler air dropped to our shoulders.
We had felt the thermal transfer - thought of skin softly clothed, cinnamon and blackberries bubbling under pastry. 
We felt hot work easing, the loss of hot lazing. 

Rich greens remain, and summer bright blooms.
Nasturtiums flare up, like small fires. 

We smelt tree bark, apple skin, damped wood smoke.

Peripheral autumn.

But no season just becomes. 
It is a weaving.
(Spring in every bud, summer in every petal, autumn in every seed, winter in every root, or however you wish to follow the thread.)

In the hedge two spiders tango on a web - a match, or a meal for one?
Berries drop into our cache: sloe, hip, haw, black: a heap of jewels.

Harvest secured, we snuck through tall maize, to feel the leaves grab, and drop rain down our backs.
We were racing, laughing, till we saw the bird sat: injured, by a jaw-snap.
Too injured for us to mend, and fright would kill as sure as anything.
Here it was perched in green sanctuary, calm and shocked and between worlds.

This too, a weaving.

Back in open field, for the second time I, clumsy human, arms full of fruit, disturb Dog’s befriending of a young fox. Russet-red, sun-sleepy, it delays its stir as long as it dares.
Dog wags her tail at the hole in the hedge, looks to us.
I can only shrug, promise to return.
We will be stocking up, fruit first, then acorns. 

Making our histories of these moments.








4 comments:

  1. I think in pictures. This can be a curse or a blessing depending the topic of thought, but I'm relishing the idea of the weaving of seasons. *chuckle* (I published a memoir of sorts last year titled Season, a play on the definitions of that word) Here, you sketch such a vivid picture - I am anxious for autumn to arrive. The last line made my heart seize a bit...a poignant reminder, that was.

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    1. I like pictorial thinking - although yes, not always pleasant! I love living in a temperate climate, the change makes you look closer.
      Thank you and happy Autumn :-)

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  2. Lisa, this post contains some of the most stunningly beautiful writing I've ever read. Thank you.

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    1. And thank you Sir :-) I am taking a bow xx

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